Chapter 153: True Gold Fears No Fire

Jiang Cheng looked at the phone screen.

It showed that a Level 4 Original Force Warrior named Feng Lai had purchased one of his lessons.

The scheduled time was now, tomorrow at 9 a. m. and 2 p. m.

"Double happiness at the door."

Jiang Cheng moved his body a bit.

Since he had just opened the first Acupoint, he thought he'd go out and move his body.

Besides, money delivered to the door—how could he refuse it?

……

At the Shooting Range.

A number of people gathered around a broad‑shouldered, stout man.

"No way, Brother Feng Lai, you really bought his lesson?"

"Yeah, two thousand yuan an hour; with that two thousand, wouldn't it be better to buy that Seven-level big boss's lesson?"

"Let me guess, Brother Feng Lai isn't doing this on purpose, right?"

"Exactly."

Feng Lai sneered, "I, Feng Lai, usually despise these arrogant people. Two thousand yuan an hour, fine, I'll pay the two thousand. I want to see whether this kid's lesson is really worth two thousand."

As he spoke, the phone emitted a notification tone.

"The kid accepted, he'll be here right away."

Feng Lai glanced at it, his smile deepened.

"Whoa, doesn't that mean there's a good show coming up?"

"Quick, quick, call everyone over!"

One spread to ten, ten to a hundred; in minutes, not only the people at the range but also those from elsewhere rushed over.

"Damn, I've been annoyed by that kid for a while! Two thousand a hour, he actually dares this price?"

"Right, we'll see soon whether he's as good as he claims; if not, hm, give him a little lesson."

"He's still a newcomer; don't be too harsh," someone pleaded.

"Coming, coming."

The crowd looked toward the distance; indeed, a figure was walking at an unhurried pace.

"Is that him?"

"It's him, the newcomer, Cang Hai."

"Yeah, he actually looks like a pretty boy."

The crowd murmured.

On the other side, Jiang Cheng had already noticed a large group at the range entrance, a mocking smile on his face.

He quickly realized what was happening.

It seemed that Feng Lai, who placed the order, might not be seeking Gunmanship lessons, or not purely for that purpose.

If his Gunmanship were average and he had nothing real to teach, his fate would have been notorious before, and later at headquarters he'd be a pariah, everyone shouting to beat him.

However, true gold fears no fire.

He would use this chance to prove his strength.

The distance between the two sides grew shorter.

"This kid seems a bit unusual, huh? Is he really that newcomer?" someone muttered.

To see such a large crowd here and he can walk through without changing expression?

Is that something a newcomer can do? "Maybe not him?"

"It's him, right? I definitely saw him yesterday."

While they were chatting, Jiang Cheng stepped before the crowd, swept the area, and shouted, "Who here is Feng Lai?"

"I am."

A sturdy man about one meter eighty‑something stepped out from the crowd.

After scanning Jiang Cheng up and down, he said, "You are Cang Hai?"

"Yes, it's me."

Jiang Cheng nodded.

"You bought a session of my lesson, let's go." "Wait a moment."

Feng Lai extended his right hand, "I did buy a session of yours, that's correct, but before you teach me, don't you need to prove your strength first?"

"Exactly! You can't just take someone and charge two thousand an hour, can you?"

"Kid, do you dare to accept? If you don't, leave now."

The people beside them wore expressions that enjoyed the spectacle.

"How do you want me to prove it?"

Jiang Cheng looked at him calmly.

"I heard you shot a sniper dead with a Handgun from a hundred meters; I don't believe it. How about this: you complete the 100‑meter Rifle Three‑Position drill. I don't require a perfect ten‑ring score; just beat the majority of us here, and I'll acknowledge you have the right to teach me. How does that sound?"

The surrounding crowd nodded.

The 100‑meter Rifle Three‑Position is among the hardest shooting drills.

First, the three‑position distance is 100 m, demanding high accuracy and accounting for bullet drop, increasing difficulty.

Second, the target paper is 16 cm in diameter—about the size of a phone laid flat—while the ten‑ring is only 1 cm, thumb‑nail size; even through the sight, the black ring appears as small as a soybean, showing the shooter must hit an extremely tiny spot, making it very hard.

Finally, and most difficult, the three‑position event requires standing, kneeling, and prone shooting, testing not only physical fitness and balance but also stability and accuracy in each stance.

"Alright."

Jiang Cheng answered at once.

Such a straightforward attitude made everyone, including Feng Lai, feel a slight tremor deep in their hearts.

Could it be that this kid really has skill? Two or three minutes later, Jiang Cheng stood a hundred meters away, raising his Rifle and aiming at the bullseye.

Behind him, a large crowd stood.

Immediately, a gunshot rang out.

The bullet flew out instantly, and the next moment hit the bullseye.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The gunfire continued without pause.

Every bullet landed on the bullseye, even at the exact same spot.

Feng Lai and the others were stunned.

What? What kind of Gunmanship is this? In just over ten seconds, Jiang Cheng emptied his magazine.

He tossed the empty magazine aside, loaded another, then knelt on one leg and pulled the trigger.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The gunfire sounded again.

One shot after another.

Still hitting the bullseye.

The position was a little to the upper right of the previous hole.

After emptying the magazine, Jiang Cheng lay flat and pulled the trigger again.

This time, a hole appeared at the upper left of the bullseye.

Every subsequent bullet struck the same spot.

The crowd behind was deeply shocked, as if struck by the Immobilization Technique, each one frozen in place.

Are they dreaming?

There really is such Gunmanship? How did he manage it? Jiang Cheng rose from the ground, brushed the dirt off himself, looked at the dumbfounded Feng Lai, and asked, "Now, do I have the qualification to teach you Gunmanship?"

Feng Lai's gaze shifted from the target to Jiang Cheng.

Then he nodded vigorously.

"Yes, yes, yes! Master, teach me!"

He trembled with excitement.

Just imagine, if he possessed this Gunmanship, hunting Exotic Beasts in the wild would be a piece of cake; even facing enemies would be no problem.

"Master, teach me too, will you? I have money!"

"Only you have money? None of us have any?"

"Exactly, I knew the Master wasn't ordinary; daring to set such a high price means he must have real skill, and now I see it's true!"

"Nonsense! You didn't say that back then!"

(End of chapter)